Laying awake through endless nights
With my eyes closed I see the sights
That dance into tormented heads
On cold and uninviting beds
I feel the healing breath I miss
The lingering electric bliss
The comfort's warm and wanted touch
Four lips locked in unbroken clutch
The quiet moments when we lie
As still while life is buzzing by
The solace that we generate
Which satisfies when none can sate
But now I lie apart from you
For I am bound by honor to
Accomplish that which must be done
For one in absence of the sun
I asked not to receive this fate
Nor to be placed within this state
And though I wish much to receive
That which I know and do believe
Is the true wish of my poor heart
It still remains so far apart
From anything that's to me near
And only out of silly fear.